...— they to me Were a delight; and if the freshening sea Made them a terrour, — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was, as it were, a child of thee, And...near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here. LESSON CXXXII. On the use and abuse of amusements. — ALISON. IT were unjust and ungrateful to conceive...

...thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here. CLXXXV. My task is done — my song hath ceased — my theme...it is fit The spell should break of this protracted drearn. The torch shall be extinguish'd which hath lit My midnight lamp — and what is writ, is writ,...

...wrap myself within its galling chain, Though sunny hours may glow there — feverish, short, and vain. My task is done, my song hath ceased, my theme Has died into an echo — it is fit The quires should rest of this protracted ream ; The Sprees are now extinguished, which have lit My oil-less...

...breakers — they to me Were a delight ; and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted...break of this protracted dream. The torch shall be extinguish'd which hath lit My midnight lamp — and what is writ, is writ — Would it were worthier...

...memory may once more call into existence, the pains and pleasures that have attended it are at an end. " My task is done; my song hath ceased ; my theme Has...break of this protracted dream : The torch shall be extinguish'd which hath lit My midnight lamp — and what is writ is writ — Would it were worthier...

...memory may once more call into existence, the pains and pleasures that have attended it are at an end. " My task is done; my song hath ceased; my theme Has...break of this protracted dream : The torch shall be extinguish'd which hath lit My midnight lamp— and what is writ is writ — Would it were worthier...

...breakers—they to me Were a delight; and if the freshening sea Made them a terror—'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted...thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane—as I do here. My task is done—my song hath ceased—my theme Has died into an echo ; it is...

...hreakers — they to me Were a delight ; and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy hillows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here. CLXXXV. My task is done— my...

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...breakers—they to me. Were a delight; and if the freshening sea Made them a terror—'t was a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted...thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mnne—as i do here. CLXXXV. My task is done—my song hath ceased—my theme Has died into an echo;...